You were Born to be Free

You were born to be free…from the moment you were growing in your mother’s womb*

Everyone on earth carries the mark of their freedom: a bellybutton. Cuddly name for something so symbolic of Life significance…

While in my womb, I nourished , breathed for and carried my son –literally– within the fibers of my being. But the womb is dark, sounds are muffled and the space is limited… he was made for more.
You were made for more….

So it was time for him to leave and Labor is crazy. Around the moment I wanted to die, my first son was born. I think it’s called delivery, not just for the child, but for the woman who’s delivered from the pain!

And then the umbilical cord, full of oxygen, nutrients, life was cut. My son was officially separated from me. Now lungs that had no purpose in the womb, suddenly started to breathe. (God always has a plan B…).

And just as my son left my womb, he-and all my children- will leave my home. After all, I’m raising them to live their own Life. I don’t want to control them or script them. I want them to share with me freely whats in their hearts. To choose the colors they want to paint with. To paint outside the lines if they like. To not paint at all if they choose.

I believe God gives us this kind of freedom. He was willing to let life-altering suffering on global scale abound so that each person who ever lived would be Free. Free to go left or right, choose right or wrong, use kindness or hatred, be generous or greedy.

That’s what Love does (and God is Love). Love doesn’t keep a cage. Love wants you to Fly. We were never, ever supposed to doubt that we are robots, pets, puppets or slaves. No. We were born to be Sons and Daughters of God. Divine Offspring.

The only limit to our Freedom is Love Itself. I only want to interfere with my kids when they are hurting one another…

Let’s look at this later in the series..hope you join me!

*Womb–Note from the original Hebrew bible text (via Blueletterbible.org): One of the two words used for “Womb” is (transliteration) Rechem, which has a root word of (transliteration) Racham, which means: love, mercy, compassion, affection…

*Weird Observation: Anyone else looking up at the sky and seeing all the fluffly, bubbly clouds thinking it looks like a big placenta? This world seems like one massive womb to me (Matrix anyone?)…and if the contrast between the dark human womb and life outside is any indication, just imagine how amazing Heaven will be to this earth… (God always has a Plan B..)
*Matrix actually is an Old English word for Womb

Thanks so much for the encouragement Gma4! No time for writers block indeed, but surprisingly, I’ve had time to edit….but maybe I’m taking myself too seriously, which Im trying not to do….Love to you, thanks for your prayers!

Bless you dear Leah for stopping by and for your comment of encouragement. And I stopped by your “Many Slices” (http://leahbeecher.com/) and LOVE what I’m seeing/reading. It’s going deep into my heart and spirit. Thanks for being in this challnge and sharing the goodness God’s giving you to share with others….